by Kristin Scheimer
I love “The Mindy Project”.
The writing is hilarious, Mindy
is delightful and Danny Castellano makes me swoon.
Speaking purely from a writer’s perspective, the humor is
top notch and the growing love story between Mindy and Danny is
intoxicating. I’ll be honest, I think
Mindy’s career takes a bit of a backseat and those storylines are not as strong
as they could be, but I’m too busy thinking about Mindy and Danny to care all
that much.
I love comedy and there are a number of very funny shows out
there, but with so many shows to choose from, the ones I find I leave in the
dust are the ones where there isn’t any sense of suspense or hope that the
characters will eventually reach something for which they are so desperately
striving.
On “Cheers” we rooted for Sam and Diane. On “Friends” we just hoped Monica, Rachel, Phoebe, Chandler, Joey and Ross would find love. That’s what drives the sitcoms we adore; their search for and optimistic hope for love.
And
that is what drove me to watch every episode of “The Mindy Project” over a very
short period of time. I wanted so badly
for Mindy and Danny to finally be together.
But there is one part of this story of which I was also
painfully aware. As cute and charming
and loveable as Mindy is, she is also, by many standards, overweight. The episode of “The Mindy Project”, “What To
Expect When You’re Expecting”, which aired on March 17th, centered
on the subject of weight, attractiveness and love. As Mindy’s pregnancy progresses, she finds she
can no longer fit into her clothes and she begins to reveal her insecurities
that Danny couldn’t possibly find her attractive at her weight.
This hit pretty close to home for me as, in the last few
years, I have also become overweight. This
is difficult for me. I was never a frail
waif, but the weight I am now is relatively new for me and quite
uncomfortable.
Many years ago I was
diagnosed with Fibromyalgia, which is Western Medicine’s way of saying “You
have quite a lot of chronic pain throughout your entire body but we don’t know
why.” I was briefly prescribed
medication that had the lovely side effect of weight gain. Thank you, Western Medicine. I’m now dealing with my “Fibromyalgia” in a
not so Western Medicine manner and finding success, albeit slow success.
I have absolute and total faith, as I slowly start to heal,
that I will one day, and hopefully not too far in the future, be able to return
to training Capoeira. I’m not young and
perhaps will never train with the fervor I once did, but discipline and
motivation to train have never been an issue for me.
The result of which is, I am not at a weight of which I feel
comfortable. I say all of this because, while anyone who
struggles with their weight understands how difficult it is and that oftentimes
there are other factors involved – these happen to be mine – there seem to be
many people out there who simply see the weight and dismiss the person without
an understanding that there is more to them than their weight.
Which brings me back to Mindy Kaling and “The Mindy
Project”. I personally think she’s
adorable and loveable, but I admit quite freely that as her “will they won’t
they” love story with Danny was progressing, I was particularly keen on her
ending up with him because it felt like hope for me. If someone like her, who is not thin and
lithe, could find love with someone like Danny, maybe there was hope for me.
What a horrible idea; that somehow our weight makes us less
loveable. Yet that is a very real idea
that exists in our society.
And let’s face it, I live in Los Angeles, where thin is
measured by a whole different scale.
There’s skinny and then there’s Hollywood Skinny.
Once upon a time, this was Hollywood Skinny:
Which has somehow turned into this:
There was a time when this was the ideal woman’s body:
Now it’s more like this:
Every time period, every culture, in fact every person, has
their idea of the perfect body, but Hollywood has a strong tendency to give us
a very specific, slim figure as the ideal for which we should all strive.
In 2010, when I was getting ready to shoot my TV Pilot,
“Five in a Car”, I was looking for an actress to play the character that was essentially
me. Now, I went to acting school, and
I’ve been told I’m quite funny, but when it was suggested – by multiple people
– that I just play myself, the first thought that came to my mind was “I would
if I wasn’t so heavy.”
This same obsession with my weight affects my personal life
as well. Watching “The Mindy Project”
made me all too aware of thoughts I was having.
“I’m really awesome… aside from being a little heavy.” “Any guy would be lucky to have me… as long
as he was ok with my weight.”
But Danny loves Mindy.
Adores her. He feels for her
exactly how I would want a man to feel about me. He
doesn’t seem to care that she’s not super thin.
And yes, I am aware that these are fictional characters, but what struck
me most about “The Mindy Project” is that while most of Hollywood only lets the
thin girls find love, this show tells us that, at least in their opinion, the
heavy girls can too. So why can’t I
believe that? When did I decide being
thin meant being loveable?
I work hard at being smart, well educated, talented, kind,
hard working, diligent, determined, charming, funny and yes, loveable. Truth be told, I also work hard at being
thin. I’m just not – at the moment – as
successful at that as I would like.
I applaud “The Mindy Project” and Fox for shining a light on
the insecurity of women who aren’t waifish and trim.
I wish I could say it completely rid me of any feelings of
self-doubt about my weight. It hasn’t
done that, but it has made me feel that the possibility does exist. And another fine example of TV excellence has
had a positive and encouraging impact on the world – or at least this blonde,
curvy writer.
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